I look back on this year and realize that I'm not close to those
that were once so dear.
It does tend to be a lonely path, but at least I don't have to
continue to feel the wrath.
When destruction is a must by all means who can you trust?
At times my mind will wonder, and I can't help but ponder.
Once you discontinue any form of abuse they seem to not have a clue.
At times you will be feeling the blues.
Just know that you're worth being respected, but you may
not realize these things until your mind detects it.
When it's all said and done it's then you will realize that
God is the one.
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